The so-called flying rock zone refers to a zone with a large number of raised rock masses, and the scale is so huge that it can almost build a large city.
Although with the human and material resources of the remnants of the abyss, they certainly cannot really build a city in the abyss.
However, relying on the geographical advantage of the flying rock belt, building fortifications and establishing large strongholds are indeed the means that the remnants of the abyss usually use to resist the intrusion of the abyssal monsters.
Not long after, the exploratory group, which moved extremely fast, had already arrived outside the gathering place in the mouth of the Frostmoon Elf, and it had already illuminated the area in front of its eyes through the brilliance of the lamplight it carried.
As everyone expected, the flying rock belt in front of you was indeed full of traces of various alterations, and it also had the atmosphere of the survivors of the abyss.
Whether it is the thorns standing on the edge, or the defensive barrier built with rock mass, or even the remains of the monsters left here in the abyss outside the flying rock.
All in all, it shows that this is indeed the stronghold of the Frostmoon Elves.
And the Frostmoon elves who gathered here even had a lot of battles with the abyss monsters here, and they brazenly prevented the monsters from invading this area.
In other words... this location should be one of the channel nodes connecting the old world!
However, with the determination of the role of the flying rock belt, when the exploration team really penetrated into the flying rock belt, everyone expected that the elves who should be waiting here were not visible at all.
In the huge flying rock belt, apart from those clear traces, there is no life at all.
Neither the Frostmoon elves who once stayed here nor the abyss monsters that have attacked in large numbers do not exist inside this flying rock belt.
The wide flying rock belt, except for the fighting and traces and the remnants of life breath, there is no trace of anything left, and it seems that it has also been abandoned by the Frost Moon Elf.
"Could it be that their migration back to the old world... is actually over long ago?"
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In the previous interrogation, the exploration team had already known clearly... The racial migration of the Frostmoon Elves was undoubtedly not just one time.
Under the planning of the Frostmoon Elf decision-making level, the entire race was divided into countless batches before and after, and under the protection of the strong in the race, the transfer to the connection point was carried out in batches.
As for the five Frostmoon Elves that Su Mu and the others met, although they were indeed the last transferrs, it was only a few days since they were stripped from the team by the monster at the bottom of the abyss.
In other words, a large number of Frostmoon Elves only arrived here a few days earlier.
But in just a few days, the Frostmoon elves who were waiting here seemed to have completely abandoned the people who left the team, and even evacuated here as a whole without hesitation.
This is obviously very different from the rumors of the extremely friendly Frostmoon elves.
Su Mu, Maggie, and Yang Zimu's minds quickly entered the minds of Su Mu, Maggie, and Yang Zimu in an instant, with a certain identical guess: "Those Frost Moon Elves... They must be hiding other facts!"
It's too late to say, then it's fast.
Regarding such a situation, perhaps Maggie would still hesitate, perhaps Su Mu would also be a little soft.
But as Yang Zimu, who is the sharpest blade in the shadows, he did the cruelest and most in line with the interests of the exploration group in the first place.
At the moment when he guessed that the Frost Moon Elves were hiding something, Yang Zimu didn't hesitate. He suddenly pulled out the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow on his waist and pierced it neatly into the belly of one of the Frost Moon Elves.
There is no hesitation, and no reminder in advance.
It was so unreasonable, and he directly demonstrated his most rude decisiveness to the Frost Moon Elf.
In terms of Yang Zimu's realm, under the precise control of his opponent's long sword, this sharp blade that was embedded in the Frost Moon Elf's body, of course, would not directly kill the opponent.
But the more so, the clear pain that penetrated into the bone marrow became clearer in the spirit officer who was pierced, and it became more swift and ferocious in the cognition of several other Frostmoon Elves.
Until this moment, after Yang Zimu had launched an attack suddenly.
Facing the five Frostmoon elves who had no resistance at all, Yang Zimu also summoned a member of the exploratory group who knew Elvish language, and then calmly and indifferently said:
"Tell them that I need to know five messages that I don't know immediately. Every message they say at this time can be exchanged for a life of their own."
"And if these messages are not important at all, or are half-adulterated, the corresponding price is... the lives of all of them!"
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In fact, from the perspective of the Frostmoon Elf, it was a reasonable and reasonable behavior to conceal a little from being a foreign human.
But Yang Zimu's move at this moment was obviously to crush the last delusion in the hearts of the Frostmoon elves with greater fear, and make the elves in front of them completely succumb to Yang Zimu's will.
After all, in this world, not everyone is able to ignore life and death.
Desolators like Yakamoz are after all only a small part of the entire race, and most of the more ordinary elves do not have such firm determination and will.
There is no doubt that such an extremely tyrannical deterrence has indeed worked extremely well.
Even the Frostmoon Elf that was pierced by the blade did not immediately choose to succumb in pain, but the other four companions beside him could only save his life, and they had already spoken first to conceal those conceals. Message below.
And Yang Zimu at this time didn't even want to return with a knife.
Instead, he silently watched the blood of Frost Moon Elf, oozing out bit by bit along the blade in his hand.
Relying on the dripping blood, it constantly invaded the thinking space of the remaining four Frostmoon elves, so that they could only get the facts as fast as possible.
So all the facts that were deliberately concealed by them were quickly translated in the mouth of the negotiator:
"First, they are not ordinary elven residents in the transfer. They are actually the scout squad used for investigation in the last transfer, so they didn't stay with most of them."
"Second, their migration of Frostmoon Elves was not a temporary intention, but had been prepared for many years."
"The third, the abnormality in the abyss, in fact, they as scouts have also noticed, but they also cannot confirm the cause of the abnormality."
"Article 4, the connection node with the old world is not always open."
"Article 5, regarding the collective disappearance of the clansmen, in fact, as scouts, they are also not clear about the situation. After all, being imprisoned by the monster at the bottom of the abyss, they not only lost their weapons, but also lost information with their companions."
Under Yang Zimu's bloody deterrence, the five Frostmoon Elf members in front of them had obviously thrown out a lot of messages in a panic.
And the logic of these messages is so messy and puzzling.
However, at this moment, as each message fell, Yang Zimu finally withdrew the long knife from the opponent's body, and coldly threw it to the ointment of the opponent's blood.
Then Yang Zimu turned his head to look at everyone behind him, and at the same time sneered at them with a certain look:
"They... still conceal something!" ()